Bewildered I stood in a subterranean world
Watching colourless people with expressionless faces
Passing by me in shoals all headed the same way
And I was swimming again
Over coral heads in shallow glass seas
Where shoals of rainbow coloured fish went by me
All moving and turning as a single body.
Oh, how I yearned to tell these masses passing by me
Of the lovely colours they really were
Beneath their bland exteriors, but they would think
I was mad...
But so great to me the contrast between the
London Underground and the pale blue Caribbean Sea
That I could only wish to whisk them away
And take them there where I had once been.
But soon at the surface again at last I could breathe
And walk the airy streets of London
On a busy sunlit day on Monday...
*
(Extracted
from my autobiography, DAWNING... page 22)
